Luyện nghe bài hát Country House

In a house with the windows lit by burning wicks
And the walls held up by wood and and ghosts that wander through
An old man died, but the won't come till Monday next
And he's to meet the architects of the only world he knew

And lonesome

And the family mourned, at the he lay in front of them
Just as silent as he'd ever been to any child's eyes
And by buried skin, they shed their and their tears
The pain of all those early years innocence had died

But now they're

that we may build
They won't the holes forever
is a deep and aching chill
That in our bones

we're lonesome

Did you ever love
Did you lose someone?

we're lonesome

In a country with the windows all lit up